Ironically, last night my parents invited me over for dinner since my sister is visiting from Florida, and as usual, they insisted on having me pray over the meal, since my father has developed a speech impediment due to a stroke. I obliged under silent protest in an effort not to be confrontational.
And so we bowed our heads to speak to our imaginary friend in the sky with a white beard, to thank him for chicken stew and rice.
I intentionally didn't mention the word Jehovah even once in the prayer. I asked God, to give food to the people starving around the world. I also asked God to help every person affected by the typhoon in the Phillipines because i know they usually just ask for the brothers. Then i went on to ask him to forgive our sins just like we must do, since we are not in a position to judge anybody".
The inquisitive stares i received at the end were priceless.